On the edge of the three-color rice field, everyone gathered.

The witches of the two tribes came, standing in the middle of the tribal warriors, staring closely at the three-color rice that was constantly wafting out its fragrance.

Thanks to the herd attacking the tribe, buckets of fresh beast blood fell without money.

The three-color rice field is dyed red with animal blood, and every day you can see the meridian-like blood vessels hidden on the rice stalks, along the roots of the three-color road, constantly absorbing the essence of the beast's blood from the rice field and supplying the rice ears above. The speed of the rice ears is visible to the naked eye day by day, and today it is finally ripe.

These days, in addition to guarding the tribe, the tribal warriors also pay special attention here.

Today, I saw that the three-color rice was about to ripen, so I went to report to Wu, and it happened that Wu Erbo of Mabe was also there, so he followed, and there were some other tribal warriors who rushed to hear the news.

Slowly, more and more people gathered.

When Gongliang arrived, there were already many people, and they could only stand on the side and watch. However, this time the three-color rice was not planted by him, so it didn't matter where he stood there.

Maybe it was the divine power of the ancestral god Yanhuo, maybe it was scared by the Yanbe warriors, or maybe the weather was too cold, this time the three-color rice ripened and did not attract fierce beasts or fierce birds, and even insects and cockroaches could not be seen, so this harvest of three-color rice was very smooth.

However, if the three-color rice is expected to ripen as quickly as this time, it is probably impossible.

After all, it wasn't always the case that the tribe could get so much beast blood to water the three-color rice.

Unbeknownst to him, Erbo had already learned about the cultivation method of tricolor rice from Dan, and began to research and improve it.

He had already discussed with Dan that even if the improvement method did not work, he could dig up the soil stained with the flesh and blood of the beasts on the slopes outside the tribe and grow three-color rice. With the abundant beast energy contained in the soil, it is at least enough to ensure the growth of a season of three-color rice.

When the strong fragrance on the three-color rice disappeared and turned into an ordinary fragrance, Dan went up to take a piece of rice and kneaded the skin, and found that the rice grains inside were full and ripe, and began to harvest.

This time, the three-color rice field harvested a lot of rice, if it is milled into rice, it can be made for a few days, and Gongliang is envious, but unfortunately it is not his.

After looking at it for a while, Gongliang left.

Today he is going out to hunt, not for meat, and plans to hunt some fierce beasts and put them into the small black puddle of space to decompose in the decomposition pool of all things, so as to expand the space.

When he walked out of the gate of the village, he specifically asked the direction of the departure of the fierce beasts of the warriors guarding the village, and chased after him.

There were many warriors in Yanbu who came out to pick up the fierce beasts that froze to death, and after encountering them, Gongliang said hello to them. They thought that Gongliang had also come out to pick up the bargain, and they were very enthusiastic to show him the way, and told him not to get too close to the beast, so as not to cause trouble. Gongliang thanked him and left. The farther and farther he went, gradually moving away from the tribe, and no longer saw half of the tribe.

At this time, he began to find some frozen beast corpses. He didn't dislike it, he put them into the space one by one and threw them into the decomposition pool of all things.

At night, he didn't go back to the tribe, and went directly into the fruit space to rest.

After chasing for two days, he finally saw the figure of the herd.

From this moment on, he mustered up his spirits and sneaked behind the herd. When encountering a backward herd of small beasts, they rush up to kill them with lightning speed, and the large herds will be avoided. Like a kite, he hung far behind the herd, hunting and killing.

All the fierce beasts he killed were basically thrown into the small black puddle of space by him, and the blood of the fierce beasts was used to water the three-color rice. With the nourishment of the blood of the fierce beast, the three-color rice grew rapidly.

The space was decomposed by the beast's energy, and it expanded again and again, from four points to five points and six points... One acre, two acres.

The small black puddle also became larger, and now it can no longer be called a puddle, but a small black pool of two or three hugs.

Strange to say, no matter how this little black puddle changes, it is on the edge of the fog from beginning to end, and it does not take up space at all.

At night, Gongliang eats barbecue in the fruit space, next to round and chicken.

Yuan Rolling was a little unhappy, because during this time, Gongliang locked it in the space with the chicken in order to hunt the beast as soon as possible, and it was so annoying.

"Okay, I'll let you out tomorrow. Gongliang touched his round head and said.

It's a little happier.

During this time, he was crazy about hunting fierce beasts, killing those fierce beasts were afraid, basically running away as soon as he smelled his scent, and he couldn't kill them if he wanted to. It happened to be a few days since he came out, and he planned to go back. Not only did he hunt fierce beasts this time, but he also found some wild vegetables in a place that was not covered by snow, and some wild mills that tasted good, so he could go back and eat them well.

When he woke up the next day, he walked back and released the round and the chicks by the way.

Round rolled happily on the snow.

Recently, the chick also learned this trick, and when I saw it cover its body with its wings, it lay on the ground and rolled over. I can't help but laugh and cry, is this still a chicken? Oh, no, it's not a chicken in the first place, it's a golden-winged Dapeng eagle. Screaming and screaming, Gongliang almost forgot its identity.

Walking back to the tribe, another few days.

When he was approaching the tribe, Gongliang took out a fat beast from the space, as well as two baskets of black ears, wild mills, and various wild vegetables, and carried them back and forth.

lest you enter the tribe empty-handed, and be asked questions that are difficult to answer.

When he returned home, he saw that Brother Xiaoshi was sitting at home.

Seeing him come back, Xiao Shi asked, "Ah Liang, where have you been, Yuhan has come to look for you several times, but you are not there." ”

Xiao Xiaoshi saw the round roll following him, and immediately ran to play with it. Don't you like to play with his little brat?

"I went out hunting, digging up some wild vegetables and black ears and wild mills. As he spoke, Gongliang carried the beast to his kitchen. When he came out, he found that Xiaoshi was gone.

"Where's your brother?" Gongliang asked Xiao Shi.

"I'm going to find Sister Yuhan. Little Stone replied.

If it weren't for waiting for him, Brother Xiaoshi wouldn't have stayed at his house. Of course, during the period, you will inevitably have to look through his house to see if there is anything delicious. In the end, they found some delicious nuts and sun-dried fruits, and they didn't dare to eat them all, so they came to eat a little every day. When Gongliang returned, they had just finished today's portion.

Gongliang doesn't know yet, and he probably can't say anything if he knows. He had tried his best to hide his things, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of the two.

Sometimes, he felt that they were just playing a treasure game, one hiding, two searching, and the person who was looking for it turned out to be a little smarter.

Gongliang felt that these two guys really had a talent for eating, as long as they were eating at home, they could find it, and they never missed it.

Once or twice, it can be said that it is a coincidence, but it is impossible to have more. But it would be nonsense to say that they were always paying attention to his cooking, waiting to come and eat.

So, they have an extraordinary foodie talent in them, and they are very powerful.

After a while, Xiao Shi led Yu Han over. Lifting the animal skin curtain, Yu Han didn't enter the door, but just said arrogantly, "Wu is looking for you." Then he turned and walked away.

Xiao Shi was very doggy in the back, and was glanced at by Yu Han, but he seemed to be enjoying this kid.

Hearing that Wu was looking for him, Gongliang didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly went to the kitchen to add a pot of water, put a piece of meat to cook, and walked to Wu.

After he left, Xiao Shi quickly ran to the kitchen to take a look, and then sat back in the chair, estimating that their brothers were going to be good again at noon.